A few months ago I dated this dude who was everything I could want. He was tall, fine as hell, funny, and charming. He took me out a few times and was very chivalrous and romantic. By our 4th date I had already decided that regardless of whether or not we became a couple I had gone too long without getting any and he could get it. I invited him up to my apartment and he hesitated. I was embarrassed, but I told him that he didn't have to come up if he didn't want to, that I wouldn't think any less of him... lie, lie, lie. He decided to come up anyway and we talked... We talked for hours. I left the door wide open for him to have his wicked way and instead he talked to me. Now we are "friends" which mostly consists of him IMing me all day and me ignoring him.